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Jun 2012
Blank journals become
American novels and
pop songs.
****** ink commits everything to nothing.

Alone among girls giggling.
I don't want
children.
Those bedtime conversations before I sleep in my sleep.

Nightmare Before
moving words badly organized
come out the mouth
                      mouth
                      mouth and
                      eyes and color
Windy shorthand,
abbrev. days
appetizing crazy
interpreted tattoo
                      And Chinese food.
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